Han Gaofeng's face changed slightly: "Please explain it to us in detail and don't miss any details."

Alexander was silent for a while and suddenly asked, "I heard from Director Yuld that you all have powerful abilities, right?"

Han Gaofeng nodded and asked back: "Is the strange things happening around you related to extraordinary abilities?"

Alexander glanced at Han Gaofeng without any comment, and stroked the emerald ring on his finger: "Since you all have extraordinary abilities, do you believe there is something like haunted?"

Zaza laughed: "Sir Earl, where are the ghosts from this world? Once all creatures die, they will never be resurrected."

"Isn't there a kind of superpower called regeneration? I heard that the superpower master Fa Zhuangqing, a hundred years ago, could the dead resurrected. Isn't the resurrected dead a ghost?"

Alexander said frankly.

Yu Feili was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Alexander also had a good understanding of the power of the extraordinary, and explained immediately: "Master Fazhuangqing can resurrect the dead is just a legend in later generations, and no one has seen it with his own eyes. No matter how magical the superpower of the regenerated body is, it can only heal the living people who suffer physical injuries, and it will have no effect on the dead."

Fengzhaohara asked, "Mr. Alexander, what you mean, have you witnessed the resurrection of the dead?"

Alexander's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face remained unchanged: "Of course not, I just saw the claw marks on the bones of the killed bodyguard, and I was a little suspicious."

Although it was just a momentary change, Feng Zhaohara had already keenly captured the other party's subtle abnormality.

Did he really meet the resurrected dead man, that is, ghosts?

Lance Ruo smiled faintly and said, "Don't we have Halloween every year? It is said that it is the day when ghosts are resurrected. The festivals left by history may not be without cause. Maybe it is true?"

“Halloween?”

Alexander's voice was slightly trembling.

Halloween, also known as the Ghost Festival. According to legend, hundreds of years ago, the monk Sam Khan of the Duyide religion, collected the souls of all those who had died and dedicated them to the God of Death and the Prince of Darkness on October 31. From then on, October 31 is called Halloween Night every year. Legend has it that the ghosts of the dead will come to the world on this night.

"How can a person be resurrected after death?"

Han Gaofeng resolutely said: "Everyone doesn't have to make these unnecessary speculations. Mr. Alexander, what happened to make you so uneasy?"

Alexander coughed gently: "Many people know that my office is not in the Business Building of the Global Group Corporation in downtown London, but is located on the third floor of this ancient castle. All instructions on the operation of the group are sent from here to subsidiaries around the world."

You Feili said charmingly: "We know that the Count has always liked ancient nostalgic things. If you live and work in this ancient castle, you are really like the king of ancient times."

Feng Zhaoyuan couldn't help but feel funny. A self-proclaimed classicist actually founded a modern electronic game group and made a fortune. It was a bit inappropriate.

"Yes, in this mythical and spectacular castle, I am the king. I can even feel the call of ancient times: the temple with flags flying, the knights who slaughtered dragons, and the wizards of church sacrifices. I control them, control history, control everything!"

Alexander murmured, his eyes showing a fever.

"But recently, I'm almost forced to leave here."

As the topic changed, Alexander slapped the table fiercely, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and it seemed to be mixed with a few fear: "It happened more than four months ago, on Halloween night on October 30 last year."

"That day, because a business plan was about to be completed, I worked in the study on the north facing the third floor until very late. At that time, the pendulum struck twelve times, which should be midnight. In addition, the legendary dead undead resurrected.

Alexander's voice became very strange, his eyes widened, and the blue veins on his neck burst out slightly.

"At that time, I walked out of the study and went to the bathing pool on the second floor to take a bath. As a result, I found out."

Cardanya asked curiously: "What did you find?"

"I found that the door of the bathhouse has changed."

"Changed?"

Han Gaofeng frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Alexander, please be more specific."

Alexander's face became increasingly frightened: "The door of the bathhouse is made of brown cherry wood. The door asked a skilled craftsman to carve a dragon from ancient times. However, at that time, the dragon was actually squirming. I mean, the dragon, which should have been carved from wood, was moving every piece of scale, emitting a strange green light, and turning into a living thing!"

Han Gaofeng and You Feili looked at each other, and the latter said slowly: "This may be just an illusion caused by your overworked work."

Alexander shook his head: "It's not an illusion, it's definitely not an illusion! Since that day, every late at night, the carved ornaments on the antique furniture in the castle have turned into living things, moving constantly, and making all kinds of creepy sounds!"

Feng Zhaoyuan suddenly realized in his heart. No wonder there was no carving on the antique furniture in the hall, and it was re-colored by paint. It turned out that Alexander was frightened by the sudden resurrection of the ornaments on it, so he shoveled all the carvings.

Han Gaofeng asked, "Did your bodyguard hear these strange sounds?"

Alexander frowned: "This is also the most incredible place, and they didn't even hear it."

The sarcasm in Lancero's eyes flashed and he asked, "How do you know what you see and hear is not an illusion?"

"The three most authoritative ophthalmologists in the world today have examined me, and there is nothing wrong with my eyes!"

Alexander looked at Lancero indifferently: "I know that you are an authority in the psychiatry community, but your former doctoral supervisor, Boer, the president of the International Psychoanalytic Society, diagnosed me with normal mental health after checking me."

Lancero shrugged and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Alexander knew us clearly."

Alexander smiled bitterly: "I can't come in with my castle just by anyone."

Han Gaofeng nodded: "Please continue talking."

"One month ago, my beloved dog, a purebred long-haired collie suddenly disappeared. You know, the defense near the castle is tight, and the surrounding walls are as high as ten feet high. In addition, with the moat, it is absolutely impossible for the sheepdog to run out by itself. But my subordinates almost searched the castle ground, but they couldn't even find a dog's hair."

Alexander's face turned cold and continued, "But after more than half a month, it should be midnight last Friday. I attended a celebrity dinner and got drunk and returned to the castle in a daze. My wife was already asleep. I turned on the lights and under the dim yellow light, a strange painting, a frightening painting appeared on the snow-white wall of the bedroom. My shepherd dog was actually in the painting!"

"The shepherd dog is in the painting? What does it mean?"

Fengzhao asked in confusion.

“It was air-dried and made into specimens, flattened in a huge picture frame.”

Alexander said sinisterly.

The members of the team were shocked, and Han Gaofeng said in a deep voice: "Mr. Alexander, I want to look at that painting immediately."

Alexander shook his head dejectedly: "I immediately called the guards, but who expected that the painting would disappear after turning around. I asked everyone, and none of them admitted to seeing the painting."

You Feili asked, "Where is your wife? Have she never seen her before?"

"She said it was purely my hallucination."

Alexander said expressionlessly: "Then, three days ago, my bodyguards suddenly disappeared. At noon the next day, their bodies floated on the moat. You all know this, so I have reason to believe that a terrible conspiracy is quietly surrounding me."

The expressions of the team members gradually became solemn, and they frowned and thought deeply.

Alexander's eyes fell on Feng Zhaohara and stopped for a while and said, "I know this gentleman has an amazing IQ. I wonder what you think about this matter?"

Seeing that his lover was praised by Alexander, Cardanya couldn't help but feel excited and smiled. Zaza proudly raised her belly to thin, as if the other party valued Feng Zhaoyuan, and her face was also very bright. Lanceruo's eyes flashed, Orma lowered her head and said nothing, and Morri kept moving her butt on the sofa, like a monkey that could not sit still.

All the snacks were swept away by Bishenke.

Feng Zhaohara pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Alexander, with your status today, I believe there should be many enemies in the mall, right?"

"My enemy?"

Alexander smiled faintly, and the chill that could not be said in his smile: "Speak."

"If someone bribed your men, secretly killed the shepherd, and then made such a painting, hanging it in the bedroom while your wife was sleeping, it would not be difficult."

"How can I explain that the painting disappeared in an instant?"

"For a person with extraordinary abilities, it is really easy to take the painting away as long as he lurks outside the window and waits for you to turn around. As for killing a few bodyguards, of course, it's even less difficult."

“What’s the point of doing this?”

Thinking that there might be someone peeking at him quietly, but he didn't realize anything, Alexander couldn't help but feel shocked.

"It's very simple, which keeps you in a state of mental tension and fear. If this continues, it may lead to you being confused and even mentally broken. Imagine a person with abnormal mental health, how can you deal with your huge business kingdom?"

Feng Zhaoyuan said slowly: "I can be sure that the other party does not want your life. As for the real purpose, it is to turn you into an absolute madman and take the opportunity to swallow all your industries."

Alexander's face kept changing color and he took a deep breath: "So how can I explain the carved ornaments at home become alive?"

"I can explain this for you."

You Feili said charmingly, and the golden robe on her body trembled like ripples.
Chapter completed!